Dion couldn't fully understand why these thoughts were suddenly consuming her. Perhaps the idea of sexual activities had been locked away in her mind and was gradually being unlocked by their encounter. He couldn't be sure.
Without waiting for a response, she leaned in, her mouth wide open, ready to take his shaft deep into her throat.
Her lips engulfed his tip, her tongue moving against his skin. She leaned in, her hands on his base and balls.
She pushed her head down, swallowing his stick until almost its entire length was down her throat. She gagged momentarily, removing his stick and spat on it, making it slicker than ever.
Her hands distributed the slick liquid along his shaft before swallowing it whole once more.
Dion was left speechless, his lips parted but no words came out.
Her lips against his shaft seemed to have taken his voice away.
Up and down she pumped her face against his stick, fully engaged in the action, and clearly enjoying every moment of it.
She removed his stick, thin saliva dribbling from her lips, and said, "Take a seat, therapy works best when the patient is calm."
As she said those words, a seat materialized out of nowhere, indicating that she must have pressed a button.
He obediently sat down, feeling like he was attending a lecture, while it was clear that Ava had suddenly evolved.
His cock remained unwavering, aiming for the top.
She closed the distance and resumed pumping herself along his shaft once again.
"Can you try something new? Something like this..." he said, making her stop.
"Something like what?" she asked, her voice impatient, clearly desiring his erect dick at that moment.
Dion grabbed her twin melons, which he had been eyeing for a while now. He gently squeezed them, feeling their softness against his skin. With both hands, he placed the twin planets beside his shaft, trapping it within her smooth skin. He slid them along his shaft in a slow manner, demonstrating to Ava what to do.
Surprisingly, she didn't need much description. She grabbed her melons and began sliding them along his shaft. It started slow but gained pace with time.
She was suddenly losing herself to pleasure, her lips wide open as saliva dribbled down onto his shaft, which was now a prisoner within the confines of her melons, making it wet and easy to slide on.
Her moans were gradually becoming audible.
Dion could feel himself reaching climax suddenly.
He grabbed her melons and began pumping his shaft swiftly along her smooth skin, moving his waist up and down.
Ava noticed a change in his behavior and facial expression, but couldn't quite discern what it was.
"Ughh," he groaned as thick liquid oozed from his member. Ava watched as the warm liquid painted her chest. She didn't know what it was, but she cared less to know.
Noticing him panting faintly, she assumed she had done her job well and he was feeling better. "Are you alright?" she inquired.
"Never better," he replied with a smile.
"That's nice to hear," she said, not fully satisfied with the taste of his shaft in her mouth. She leaned in and slid her tongue against his tip.
As she did so, he seized the moment and moved his hands across her back, to her waist, and finally to her pussy behind. He fondled her ass-cheeks, giving them a playful slap before sliding a finger into her hole.
The unexpected movement startled Ava, causing her to jerk forward and quickly stand up.
Dion noticed her bewilderment and encouraged her, "It's nothing serious, just a bit of fun we're having here. Trust me," he said.
Although she was a bit unsure of what he was doing, she complied.
Dion walked behind her, gently bending her back down, giving him a clear view.
"So beautiful," he said, admiring her exposed rear entrance.
He dipped his finger in his mouth and gently caressed the folds of her pussy, parting them gently on the first try.
Noticing no change in her body posture, he decided to go further. He parted her folds with one hand and used the index finger of the other to explore her depths.
As soon as his finger made contact with the walls of her depths, she moaned out loud—something she couldn't remember doing before.
She turned to see what he was doing, but Dion only replied with a warm smile, reassuring her of her safety.
He pumped his finger in and out repeatedly, then doubled his efforts by pushing a second finger inside, caressing her inner walls.
This time, her moans were even louder as her body began to quiver involuntarily. Dion fervently pumped his fingers in and out of her.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, she grabbed hold of something in front of her, unable to contain herself.
As the pleasure built, her body responded in kind. It quivered violently, and her moans reverberated around the bathroom and possibly beyond, echoing through the entire base.
Within a split second, Dion felt her juices flowing vigorously from her hole, wetting her fingers and the floor beneath her.
Ava couldn't find words to describe the sensations coursing through her body. It was the most intense feeling she had ever experienced, surpassing even the joy of victory in battle.
Dion gently tapped the folds of her wet coochie as small traces of her juices continued to drip down.
Standing up, Ava stared at Dion, momentarily speechless before finally saying, "That was... I can't even describe it."
"That was just the tip of the iceberg. Something bigger and better awaits," he said with a genuine smile.
Eager to understand what had just happened, Ava asked, "What was that? I mean, what do you call that?"
"It was just some fun. Having fun, that's what we call it," he replied, unsure if he should reveal the true nature of their encounter.
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"Then you're indeed a master of fun," she said.